There's a place in the human soul Where we want to be in charge of everything Take control It's not easy to lose the reigns When we feel that we'
Can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin Don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that
this empty heart something You'll mend Carry the wounded Can my mind and will on you depend Or will I fade into oblivion Carry the wounded, carry the wounded
The journey through our life can bring A place and time for everything A day of hope, a year of fears A thousand smiles, a million tears. Our paths
Just a boy, you will not remember half The things you're going through right now How can I explain to you things don't Always go the way you want